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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Simzy
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Arwen woke up and made eye contact with Kerry. However, Arwen was still half out of her mind and didn’t recognize Kerry.
Though Kerry made a quick escape, it was certainly a dangerous situation.
“I’m so sorry, Benefactor! That Elf… Despite being so weak… I don’t know how she broke free from the charm! This has never happened before.”
Perhaps it was because Arwen’s magic power was abnormally high. Even if her other physical abilities were trash.
Anyway, Kerry didn’t want to blame Nabi for this incident.
“Don’t worry about it. We avoided the worst-case scenario. I think we’ll manage somehow.”
‘Nabi just acted for my sake…’
Kerry had asked her to catch an Elf. Nabi had merely been faithful to her succubus instincts.
What’s done is done.
Now was not the time to tear his hair out over what had already happened. It was time to think about the aftermath.
Arwen was an Elf Princess, no less.
“Arwen will try her best to find out who the man who attacked her was.”
Perhaps he would even be declared an enemy of the Elves. Of course, since she hadn’t seen him properly, he might not be caught immediately, but he couldn’t rest easy.
The Elves’ tenacity was well-known. They often raided black markets to avenge their enslaved kin.
Arwen was an Elf too. She wouldn’t give up easily until she found out the identity of the man who had attacked her.
“What should I do about this?”
He couldn’t keep trembling in fear from the Elves’ persistent pursuit indefinitely.
Or perhaps, it wouldn’t be strange if Arwen, after fully recovering, were to recall and recognize Kerry’s appearance.
A woman’s intuition is terrifying. He had to do something before that.
Yet, there was no need to cower. There wasn’t no way to shake off a tenacious opponent.
For a relentless opponent who refused to give up, all he had to do was get someone else caught.
Of course, someone other than himself.
“Coincidentally, there’s a good candidate to take the fall.”
It was said that long ago in history, High Elves insisted on incest to maintain their bloodline.
It was a time when the population of their race was small, so they didn’t object to common Elves engaging in incest, who weren’t High Elves.
Of course, now, with the side effects of incest becoming apparent, Elves have also banned it.
However, recently, after Arwen was born, there was a guy who tried to abolish the anti-incest law.
That guy was Arein.
Though he didn’t say it openly, everyone knew about his sisterly love.
Elves had whispered that the lack of men around Arwen was all Arein’s fault.
Thanks to accidentally overhearing this story, a good scenario came to mind.
“I’ve made up my mind.”
Arein. This scum finally couldn’t control his lust and tried to attack his younger sister.
What an utterly despicable piece of trash!
Kerry returned to Scandinavia.
It was then.
A cheer was heard. The remaining Elves, one by one, flocked to the entrance of Scandinavia.
Kerry, of course, also went to the village entrance.
The Elves remaining in the village cheered.
“Princess Arwen has returned!”
“Princess, where did you go again? Was it another runaway attempt?”
At the mention of running away, the Elves burst into laughter.
“It wasn’t running away! How long would you continue to think of me as a teenager?!”
The Elves who had been searching for Arwen also heard the news and began returning, one by one.
The gathered Elves asked Arwen.
“Princess! We thought you had finally grown up and wouldn’t run away anymore, so where have you been?”
“Did the Queen ban you from going out again, and that’s why you ran away? Hahaha.”
“I said it wasn’t running away!”
Perhaps because of Arwen’s multiple previous runaways, the Elves seemed to take this incident lightly. Arwen, too, was surprisingly strong-willed, feeling more angry than shocked.
‘That guy who tried to attack me… I’ll never let him get away with it!’
Of course, at first, she was too shocked to do anything but freeze in place, but that didn’t last long.
The Elves looked at Arwen, who was frozen like a statue for a moment, with curiosity.
Arwen made a decision internally. To tell everyone what she had experienced.
“I have something to tell everyone.”
Arwen spoke with a serious demeanor, not her usual mischievous self.
It was a shameful and unforgettable experience, but she had to speak. Otherwise, other victims like herself would appear.
Arwen did not want such a thing to happen to her friends and neighbors, the Elves.
“…There’s a lecher who commands a succubus in the forest. Everyone, be careful. Especially the women.”
“I was lucky enough to break free from the charm. But I worry about others getting caught… Anyway, you must be careful!”
“Aaaargh! Where is that son of a bitch! Where is he?!”
Arein was raging. He had just heard about his sister’s incident. The other Elves were just as furious. They vowed to definitely catch the lecher.
The news, naturally, reached Lina’s group. Natasha, who saw her former self in Arwen, said with a slightly angry face:
“What kind of person commands that succubus, anyway?”
“…”
Lina, who had been quiet, spoke.
“Perhaps it’s those guys.”
“Those guys?”
“The organization we’re pursuing.”
“!”
“We’re probably being watched by them. We’ve already destroyed several of their hideouts.”
“But why would they target Princess Arwen…?”
“It’s a form of… retaliation and a warning, I suppose. I should have paid more attention…”
Lina searched her memory. In her previous life, the Holy Woman had also been subjected to the organization’s retaliation and suffered a shameful death.
“Lady Lina. It’s not your fault!”
Natasha comforted Lina. The other companions also said that if they too became gloomy, Arwen would be even sadder, and urged them to cheer up.
Kerry, of course, remained silent.
His conscience was aching too much to utter a word.
“I plan to inform the Queen about this. It might help in catching the lecher.”
Things were getting bigger and bigger.
He felt he needed to rush Arein’s “project” as soon as possible.
He felt sorry for Arwen, but having an older brother like Arein would only make her life more tiring.
Especially since Elves have such long lifespans already.
‘Arein. It’s a good thing this bastard is trash.’
If Arein had been a kind or benevolent guy, the guilt would have been many times greater.
Lina said with a troubled expression.
“There’s a high probability that that lecher came here because of us. It’s a busy schedule, but… I don’t think we can pretend not to know about this.”
Lina seemed eager to help catch the lecher. Victoria also nodded and said,
“What about the problem with the Spirit Sword Endymion, Lina?”
“At this point, wouldn’t it be difficult to even ask for Endymion?”
Just then, Lina looked at Kerry and spoke.
“But Kerry, you’re awfully quiet. Is something bothering you?”
Had he been quiet for too long? But he wasn’t brazen enough to blabber here.
“…”
As Kerry pondered what to say.
Natasha hugged Kerry from the side.
“He’s a kind husband, so he must be feeling heavy-hearted about Princess Arwen’s incident, right? Right, husband?”
“….”
Victoria also looked at him with sympathy and said.
“Kerry. Don’t worry so much. It’s not your fault, is it?”
Kerry couldn’t lift his head. This incident absolutely could not be discovered by his companions.
He had to come up with a countermeasure as soon as possible. Before his tail was caught.
The White Witch and the legendary-grade magic storage orb.
With the combination of these two, there might be a way.
Kerry decided to visit the Witch at night.
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Kerry entered the white bedroom. It was late. White lace covered the White Witch’s bed.
Kerry muffled his footsteps and approached the bed. He pulled back the white lace and carefully sat on the bed.
The White Witch, beautiful even in sleep, was visible. Kerry remained sitting on the bed for some time.
Then the White Witch stirred. Her bangs slowly fell over her face.
Kerry gently brushed aside the White Witch’s bangs.
It was then that the White Witch slowly opened her eyes.
“…You’ve come, Kerry.”
“Yes, Witch.”
“Your voice lacks strength. Why is that?”
“….”
Kerry remained silent.
The White Witch seemed to be seeing Kerry’s dispirited appearance for the first time.
“Is there something you cannot tell me?”
She wanted to tell him to confide if he had a problem.
The White Witch wished Kerry would do so. But Kerry’s lips didn’t open easily.
The White Witch felt a little hurt. She had thought they had become quite close. Was it just her own misunderstanding?
Kerry noticed the White Witch’s feelings and spoke. He couldn’t possibly miss her pouting lips.
“….It’s something that is a little difficult to explain in detail to you, Witch.”
“If it’s difficult to explain in detail… then tell me roughly. Your dispirited look worries me.”
Kerry seemed to ponder, then spoke.
“…I lost.”
“Lost to what? Did you meet a greater wizard outside than yourself? Don’t mind that. You are still a beginner as a wizard….”
“It’s not that. I was defeated by myself.”
“Defeated by yourself, you say… Continue.”
Kerry couldn’t bring himself to say that he had given in to lust and attacked Arwen. In the end, he had no choice but to speak vaguely.
“I made a mistake, swayed by mere emotion. I couldn’t control the surging feelings… and almost committed something I couldn’t handle the aftermath of.”
He wasn’t Victoria or anything. To lose to mere lust.
“Were you so angry… that you killed someone?”
“….”
“It doesn’t seem to be that. But it appears to be quite a serious matter.”
“Yes.”
The White Witch stared intently at Kerry.
Kerry sat quietly on the bed. Seeing Kerry so dejected, like a dog caught in the rain, filled her with sadness.
“Kerry. I don’t know what happened outside, but remember this one thing.”
“….”
“I am always on your side.”
To the White Witch, “others” meant Kerry himself. She had no one but Kerry.
Kerry was the only person who had been her equal, and the first person she had ever gotten angry, laughed, and chattered with.
And, of course, the one she had intimately mixed bodies with.
Therefore, the White Witch wanted to be on Kerry’s side, no matter what wrong he committed.
Even though she herself found it cringeworthy and could never actually utter it aloud.
“…Thank you, Witch. That helps.”
He genuinely felt a little invigorated. Seeing the sincerity in the White Witch’s eyes made him feel it deeply.
He couldn’t stay gloomy forever.
Spilled water cannot be collected, but it can be wiped away.
“Witch. I need your help. I need a great magic that can reverse the current situation. I came thinking that a magic powerful enough to be stored in a legendary-grade magic storage orb might be possible.”
“Have you acquired the Aether?”
Kerry shook his head. But he had already set things in motion. He had asked Madam to look into Aether before entering the Elven forest.
He hoped Madam would handle it well.
“But I might be able to acquire it somehow soon.”
“Already? Hmm. Understood. So you want me to tell you what magic can be put into the magic storage orb, right?”
“Yes!”
The White Witch sprang up from the bed. With a confident smile on her face.
“At legendary grade, even my finest spells can be inscribed in that orb. Fufufu.”
As expected of a magic otaku, now that there was an opportunity to boast about magic, she seemed full of energy.
“What kind of magic do you desire? Do you want a spell that can wipe a small castle off the map with a single use? Or perhaps a spell that can freeze your foes in eternal glaciers that will never melt? Just say the word. Fufufu. I shall make you realize how magnificent a sorceress I am.”
Of course, the spells the Witch mentioned were top-tier magic that consumed enormous amounts of mana. So much so that Kerry’s current 20 years’ worth of mana couldn’t even cast them once.
But even if he could use them, such spells were not what he needed right now.
“Not those chuunibyou-like spells. Don’t you have anything more practical?”
“Chuunibyou? What does that mean?”
“In my home country, laughing ‘fufufu’ and grandly explaining magic, like you’re doing now, is called chuunibyou-like.”
“….Every time I hear you, it makes me truly curious about where your home country is.”
Even after that, the White Witch continued to ramble to Kerry about the greatness of her magic.
They were all magnificent spells. But they weren’t the spells Kerry needed right now.
This would never end at this rate.
“Do you perhaps have any records of your spells, Witch? I’ll look for myself. I asked you to recommend useful magic, but all you’ve been talking about are spells that just increase in attack power.”
“….Aren’t powerful spells precisely the most useful spells?”
That didn’t seem entirely wrong, but anyway, he didn’t need powerful magic right now.
“…”
The White Witch handed Kerry the documents and turned away, sulking.
“Hmph. Do as you please. You don’t understand the aesthetics of magic…”
The White Witch sulked and muttered to herself, but Kerry didn’t have the luxury to comfort her right now.
Kerry meticulously examined each document the White Witch had given him.
As expected of a legendary archmage, there were many incredible spells. All of them were spells the White Witch had developed herself.
Not this, not that.
“Oh? This… this might be useful?”
At Kerry’s words, the sulking White Witch turned her head.
“Alright. Let’s see what magnificent spell your discerning eye has chosen.”
The White Witch approached Kerry. And she examined the spell data Kerry had selected.
As soon as she saw the data, a question mark appeared on the White Witch’s face.
“Think again. That spell is far inferior to the one I recommended, the spell that summons a part of hell to burn everything!”
“No. I told you I don’t need that kind of magic right now.”
Kerry was quite pleased with the legendary-grade spell he had chosen. So much so that he would have considered this spell even if it weren’t for Arein’s situation.
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